The Swede moaned into the kiss and pulled her closer, holding her around her shoulders before taking a deep breath once they'd pulled away. "Can'ts relax. Too much energies, you knows, gots goings around for dis. I hasn't sees on it yet befores, I been hearings on de progress only once in a whiles. And..." He stole another kiss from Lulu, because he still felt the last kiss playing on his lips, "Dis mights just bes dat day I changings into whats I always wanteds to be on, huh?"
The ride to the portkey was quick, and Skwisgaar held the door for her once more before taking her hand and leading her to the portkey. "Hokay. Holds onto me. Don't knows where in de hells we gunna ends up." Once they ported and arrived, however, it was in the garden that had a grand view of the dragon-headed castle home. The scale of the house dwarfed the surrounding woodlands and they themselves were ants next to something far larger than any five men would ever need. It was excess to an excess, however, Mordhaus was a dark, power-evoking beauty in itself. The surrounding castle walls that separated the land they owned from the woods and fjords were being worked on by a hooded construction crew. And the garden itself, the one which surrounded them, had topiary beasts of myth and legend. They were closest to the pack of wolves, cut out of hedges. He looked to her and smiled. "Dis ams Mordland. It ain'ts complete, but soon, it will bes home to de guys and to myselfs."
He put a hooked index finger under her chin, and looked into her eyes. "And it will bes yours too, if you wants it."